The Guide is Actually a Body-Switching Esper [BL]-Chapter 412: Nice Way to Start the Day [M]

Chapter 412: Nice Way to Start the Day [M]
The room was still dark when the alarm started ringing, disturbing Lane’s blissful rest. It wasn’t necessarily because the nights in the Eldenveil were all that long... But rather because with the workload they had to complete, they had to get up before dawn.
Lane understood it, but...
"Mmmh..." he groaned, snuggling closer to Damien. So much so, that he was practically lying on top of the man.
Just because he understood, it didn’t mean that he was willing to.
"Lane, we have to get up," Damien nudged him, letting out a quiet sigh.
But Lane only muttered in response, "You’re already up."
He wasn’t talking about Damien being up from the bed, obviously, since the man’s muscular body was still serving as Lane’s body pillow. What he was referring to was Damien’s not-so-little friend, which was poking at Lane’s thigh...
It wasn’t an unusual occurrence. Damien was often quite... energetic in the morning, or at least his lower parts were. Unless they had good sex the night before - which they hadn’t this time, since they were in a dungeon - it was common for Damien’s cock to ask for Lane’s attention once they woke up...
And the attention Lane was going to give. Even now, still half asleep and cuddling to Damien’s broad chest, he started rubbing against Damien’s crotch with his thigh. And a moment later, deciding that it was not enough, he tossed the blanket aside, climbing on top of the man...
"Lane..." Damien groaned, his breathing growing a bit shallower. He probably meant to reproach Lane, but instead, it came out like a cry for help...
Or at least Lane interpreted it that way. He licked his lips, his eyes locked on the massive grey tent between his legs. The tip of it was already slightly wet from precum. Watching it, Lane could feel his own crotch start to throb, and a moment later, there was one more tent in front of him, equally impressive, pitched to keep the first one company.
It was a pleasing sight. However, those kinds of tents were meant to be ruined. So, Lane lifted himself up a bit, shifting his weight to his knees, and slowly pulled Damien’s pants down, revealing the pole that had been supporting the tent.
"Lane... Wagner is sleeping in the living room..." Knowing what was coming, Damien tried to remind Lane.
"But Lane just shrugged it off. "So? If we’re quiet enough, he won’t hear. Besides, it’s still early. He might be asleep."
And honestly, Lane didn’t care whether Ethan would hear. He had brought it upon himself, insisting on staying in the same villa as them. What did he even expect? That his presence on the other side of the door would force Lane to behave?
Dream on!
Of course, Damien didn’t quite share Lane’s attitude. "Lane..." he sighed again.
"I’ll make it quick, I promise," Lane reassured, already applying lube over their cocks. They might have been on a mission in a dungeon, but Lane was always prepared, carrying lube and preservatives on him at all times, hidden in his spatial bag.
"Ugh..." Damien groaned... But he didn’t protest. He just bit his lip, trying to muffle any sounds that might try to escape his throat.
Seeing this, Lane smiled. He leaned down, planting a soft peck on Damien’s lips, and at the same time, he started to rub both of their cocks together...
"Ah!" Damien couldn’t help but gasp, not fully prepared for Lane to start just yet. He was about to bite his lip again, perhaps harder this time, but Lane stopped him, capturing his mouth in a kiss.
"That’s a better way to stay quiet, no?" he chuckled, pulling away for a second, before once again assaulting Damien’s lips.
"Mph!" Damien wasn’t able to say anything in response, as Lane’s tongue was already ravaging his mouth, entangling itself with his tongue. All while Lane continued to stroke energetically...
Lane wasn’t taking it slow at all. Which was a good thing, of course - they didn’t have that much time. They had to get ready and head to breakfast soon, and after going at it, even if it was just a rub down, even if only one round, they would need to clean themselves up first. If they were to do this, they had to finish quickly. So, Lane’s approach was right...
Or... it should have been. However, with how energetically he was rubbing, the whole bed seemed to be moving. Creaking and thumping against the wall. The lube was squelching, and their moans and groans, although muffled by their joint lips, still could be heard... It was by no means loud, but in the otherwise silent room, it felt to Damien almost as if they were blasting their affairs through a massive speaker.
Luckily for his sanity, the pleasure eventually overtook his mind, pushing all of his concerns aside, and he lifted his hands, squeezing Lane’s ass...
That set off Lane even more. His lashes fluttered as his breath hitched in his throat, and without thinking, he broke the kiss, moving down to torment Damien’s neck instead...
"Ah!" A gasp escaped Damien’s mouth, as Lane sucked on a particularly sensitive spot. This time, fully audible, as Lane’s lips were no longer there to stop it. Damien was in no state of mind to mind it, though, so he just squeezed Lane’s ass harder, leaving himself fully in his boyfriend’s hands...
It didn’t take long before they climaxed, Damien first, Lane following shortly after, splashing thick, warm liquid over their abdomens. It was a good thing that they had slept without their shirts...
Lane let out a satisfied sigh, dropping on the bed next to Damien.
"So? Wasn’t that a nice way to start the day?"
...Damien only covered his flushed face with his hands in response, as the reality of the situation - the Guide sleeping not too far away from them - hit him once again.
Yes, it was a nice way to start the day. But... How was he now going to look Ethan straight in the face? Having sex while on the mission was so inappropriate!